And so it begins (Sitewide Battle: The Beginning)

[Isis Moswen]

The screams around her were like music to her ears. In the short time they had been fighting, she and Centara had managed to create total and utter chaos. They had caused thousands of galleons in damage, caused the Healers at St. Everdines to have a very busy day ahead of them and instilled fear into the hearts of whoever had been stupid enough to stick around and witness their fight. Isis had only gotten a taste of the power and she wanted more. If this was only a mere preview of the perks that came with Darren’s position she was incredibly envious. This hadn’t been the first time she had caused destruction while fighting, but it had never been anything to this extent. The fact that a majority of the damage had been caused by her gave her a feeling of pure ecstasy. This was something that she could get used to. Osiris wouldn’t approve in the slightest, but this would be one thing she might have to veer away from him on. Not everything she did had to be for her brother’s approval. It helped, gave her a better peace of mind, but Isis was a big girl. She was old enough to make her own decisions and deal with whatever consequences that may have actually resulted. She was confident enough in her abilities to not be weary of worries that would flood the mind of the weak.

Time had passed and Centara had still not walked through the hole her body had created between the two buildings. Isis had a dim hope that her head had been sliced off for a falling piece of wood, or that she had been staked through the heart by one instead, but she doubted it more than anything. The bloodsucker wouldn’t go that easily. Not after everything they had already gone through. She stalked towards the open hole. A small alleyway separated the two buildings. Stepping through the hole she stood in the space once her foot had joined the other. She had just barely begun walking forward when something heavy fell on her and had enough force to roll her and whatever it was into the disaster area that was Alzubra Alley. When her head finally stopped spinning Isis glared into Centara’s smug face. A second later her head had been slammed into the pavement. The black dots that had only just started going away had come back. This time however, the confined fury within her had had enough. She managed to maneuver her leg in between the two, forcefully kicking Centara off of her. Her lower body strength allowed her to kick her legs to the ground and pull herself up without any assistance from her hands. The back of her head suddenly felt warm. Moving her hand behind her head Isis brought it back when her palm made contact with the sticky substance. More blood. Zealon had caused her to bleed twice now. This was unacceptable.

Pops from all around her suddenly filled her ears. Looking around, Isis saw that the Ministry officials had finally arrived to attempt to restore order in the damage they had caused. She recognized several of them. All of them were Aurors. It wasn’t a massive group yet but she knew they were coming. She could hear the questions coming from their mouths. ”What’s going on?” “Two women are doing all of this?” “What are they?” None of them seemed to have recognized her yet, but they were still a good distance away. They would have to inspect the situation before making their move. That gave her plenty of time to finish Zealon off. “You gonna let them scare you?” she yelled to the leech while she advanced. Isis hoped their arrival had been enough of a distraction for her. If Centara knew anything about fighting, it was that you never let anything allow your focus to go astray. Loss would be the only thing that would result from it. She was about to show her. Once the woman was only a few inches away she sent a quick straight into the ribs she had been focusing her attack on. The bloodsucker went flying backwards, landing at a crooked angle on the bottom step of Gringotts. Isis followed. She’d be damned if she let the Ministry involve themselves in their business so soon. Even as she saw one of them run in their direction to head them off Isis continued advancing. She was going to see how much further she could take their little squabble. If worse came to worse, she could always grab the bloodsucker and run off to some unknown location to finish what they started. Surely the Ministry would be unable to catch up to them.

[Centara Zealon]

Centara’s eyes narrowed as more auror’s made their way to the alley. They were obviously more concerned with the patrons at this point than they were about the combatants themselves. That meant the two would be in peace for a tad bit longer. “You gonna let them scare you?” “You wish,” Centara chuckled as she turned back towards Isis. The werewolf was already charging her down and she braced herself for the attack she was sure to come. For a moment, she had forgotten about her need to protect her ribs and Isis took complete advantage of it, aiming her attack directly for the one’s that had been broken twice now. For a third time, she heard the sickening crack before flying backwards. A searing pain reached her back a moment later as she slammed into the marble staircase of Gringott’s. Normally she would crush the material beneath her with a force that strong but given they were marble, it only managed to crack under the pressure. Her head was spinning for a moment, the auror’s around her doubling before her vision became clear again. Attempting to push herself up, she realized that her right arm was taking forever to heal. Her shoulder blade was still slashed wide open and the hold from the wooden stake that had gone into her shoulder was just beginning to close. Though she was a righty, her left arm was going to become dominant until the rest of her healed. She used that left arm to push her up off the stairs and noticed how the auror’s were beginning to get closer.

Isis was advancing on her again, obviously so hungry to do more damage. However, Centara was not going to allow it. She clenched her hands into fists, her fingernails digging into her skin and causing small amounts of blood to be drawn. She was getting tired of this wolf getting the best of her. The wolf had the upper hand at this point and if she didn’t do something, Centara would not make it out of this fight. Centara was not the strongest vampire in the world and this fight only proved what Keara had shown her in the past. Keara had gotten the better of her plenty of times when the two had a brawl, but Centara had always had the one up because of Keara’s lack of magical ability. Isis was only pointing out that Cen was not so good unless she had a wand in her hand. Somehow she would have to unlock the power she knew she had within her but it was going to take her landing on the edge of her limit for that to happen. Deciding not to let Isis get much closer, Centara’s mouth curled into a smirk as she disappeared in an instant. Magic was her strong suit so she was going to have to use it to get the upper hand. A moment later she was behind Isis, charging from only a few feet away before she jumped in the air and kicked Isis square in the back. It threw the wolf into the stair that Centara had just rose from moments before.

Disappearing again, she appeared on the step next to Isis, looking down at the wolf’s body. “Laying down again, are we?” Centara question, laughing before she kicked the wolf in the ribs, sending her across the stairs with another crunch. Any of those ribs that had healed from before were cracked again. Once again, they each had broken ribs and were pretty much even once again. Her attention was diverted as she heard auror’s shouting all around her, attempting to get themselves organized within the chaos the two had created. This was exactly what Centara loved. Fighting to her was a way of life. She didn’t care how much pain she was in during a fight because every second, the pain nearly disappeared. She also did not care how much damage she caused because that could always be fixed. If people died, it was because they were not fast enough or strong enough to stay alive. Those were the ones that deserved to die.

As she glanced around, she could see that the auror’s were busy getting the citizens out of the alley. Their focus was on saving as many people as possible rather than stopping the battle but to Centara’s dismay, one male auror had made his way over to the location where the two were fighting. He had managed to sneak behind them and was now standing above them on the steps. Was he insane? Did he honestly want to be hurt? Isis began to stir again so Centara’s eyes fell off him and back to her. Her fists clenched again as she began to advance on the wolf. This fight was going to end with the two of them. If the Ministry stepped in and stopped them she was going to be very upset.